This film of largely un-peopled landscape is an exploration of place visited upon by a few incidental moving figures related to one another by the rhythm of the snowy fog-bound woods, the movement of the moon and the hesitancy of the clouds.

Or,
When the trees were enchanted,
In the expectation of not being trees,
The trees uttered their voices
From strings of harmony,
The disputes ceased.
Let us cut short heavy days,
A female restrained the din.
She came forth altogether lovely.
The head of the line, the head was a female.

-excerpt: "Cad Goddeu" (The Battle of the Trees) from the 6th-Century Welsh Book of Taliesin.